It’s rather simple, if you ask me. You crave to spend hours fixated on my flawless body draped in expensive lingerie, so I get to dictate the terms. Every stroke is at my command. How, when, or if you climax—it’s all under my control. Today, there’s no mercy in your worship. I demand you continue until you’re physically incapable. And even after you climax, you don’t stop. More. More. And more for Goddess. It’s a small price to pay for the countless hours you’ve dedicated to adoring me.
